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Rivera
(#69724133)
Don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands from me
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Energy: 50/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
![Indigo Harvest Wreath](/static/cms/equipment/40415.png)
![Indigo Harvest Vines](/static/cms/equipment/40445.png)
![Indigo Harvest Bracelet](/static/cms/equipment/40420.png)
![Indigo Harvest Goblet](/static/cms/equipment/40425.png)
![Indigo Harvest Robe](/static/cms/equipment/40430.png)
![Woeful Hood](/static/cms/equipment/37384.png)
![Indigo Harvest Sandals](/static/cms/equipment/40435.png)
![Indigo Harvest Tail Twist](/static/cms/equipment/40440.png)
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
7.36 m
Wingspan
6.29 m
Weight
702.25 kg
Genetics
Cerulean
Tapir
Tapir
Stonewash
Striation
Striation
Robin
Ghost
Ghost
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Pearlcatcher
EXP: 0 / 245
![Meditate](/static/cms/battle_items/496.png)
![Contuse](/static/cms/battle_items/689.png)
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
7
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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RIVERA
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______ Rivera is a strange and soft-spoken dragon. He has a tendency to appear when others need him, always offering a glass of the strange drink he brews from his own grape vines. He doesn't talk much, but when he does speak, his voice is always quiet and gentle. ______ Rivera isn't particularly fond of the smog and smoke of the Waste, claiming that he can still smell it even through the shielding of the Field, and often takes flights out to Singer's Brook, where he meditates to the sound of the small streams. He often carves small frogs from soapstone, leaving them behind for hatchlings to find hiding in bushes and trees. ______ Rumor has it that Rivera has a long-lost love from the flight of Water, and that the true reason he visits Singer's Brook so often is to visit her grave. Nobody has been able to prove the rumor true, though, and any attempt to follow him nets nothing. He's sneakier than he looks, and clever, too. ______ Another rumor about Rivera- there's quite a few for such a quiet dragon- is that he was once a fearsome warrior, now retired to enjoy a quiet life of grapevines and rock carving. This one is harder to understand, as he is still fairly young, and has no obvious scars or battle training. Any attempt to goad him into a fight, to see his true fighting prowess, if any, is met with a sad sigh and him turning away. If forced to defend himself, he will often cry for help rather than fight. He really just wants his peaceful life, and nothing more. |
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______ Rivera walked slowly down the riverbank, his robes just barely grazing the ground. His grapes swayed as he moved, stirred by no breeze in the shelter of Singer's Brook. He closed his eyes as he walked, smelling the water and the morning dew and listening to the babbling streams and chirping birds that called the place home. He walked slowly, deliberately; as if he were pained by something. ______ He sat down upon a great stone frog, and dug around in a pocket of his robes. He pulled out a small block of soapstone and a little file, and set to work making a miniature version of the frog he sat on. It took him quite a while to scrape away the stone into shape, but he did it with great patience. He had time. ______ Finally, the dragons trailing him lost interest. He sensed their presences fade as only he could, and stood up with a heavy sigh. He slowly climbed down from his perch, pocketing the file. He began to walk again, this time clutching the small carved frog. He set it down beneath a plant and left it there, continuing on his way. Perhaps a hatchling would find it. It'd make their day. ______ At long last he reached a particularly sheltered area of Singer's Brook, an area surrounded by weeping willows and small shrubs and frog-song. He slipped between two trees, coming out into a small clearing surrounded by grape vines. He walked into the center, bowing to a stone cairn. I miss you, he whispered. Then he turned, slipping back out, and began the slow journey home. |
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